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Psalm 140:6 - New International Version (Anglicised)

6 I say to the Lord, ‘You are my God.’ Hear, Lord, my cry for mercy.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 I said unto the LORD, Thou art my God: Hear the voice of my supplications, O LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 I said to the Lord, You are my God; give ear to the voice of my supplications, O Lord.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 I said unto Jehovah, Thou art my God: Give ear unto the voice of my supplications, O Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

6 I tell the LORD, “You are my God! Listen to my request for mercy, LORD!”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 Their judges have been engulfed, joined to the rocks. They will hear my words, which have prevailed,

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed:

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Psalm 140:6
18 Tagairtí Cros  

I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy.


You are my portion, Lord; I have promised to obey your words.


Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.


Look and see, there is no-one at my right hand; no-one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no-one cares for my life.


I cry to you, Lord; I say, ‘You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.’


Lord, hear my prayer, listen to my cry for mercy; in your faithfulness and righteousness come to my relief.


I say to the Lord, ‘You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing.’


But I trust in you, Lord; I say, ‘You are my God.’


My heart, O God, is steadfast, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and make music.


Hear me, my God, as I voice my complaint; protect my life from the threat of the enemy.


I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.’


Let a cry be heard from their houses when you suddenly bring invaders against them, for they have dug a pit to capture me and have hidden snares for my feet.


I say to myself, ‘The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.’


This third I will put into the fire; I will refine them like silver and test them like gold. They will call on my name and I will answer them; I will say, “They are my people,” and they will say, “The Lord is our God.” ’


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